His Majesty Roland...Roland?
The sound seemed to come from a distance, light and soft.
It was not until Roland felt a trace of itch in his ear that he suddenly came to his senses.
You are distracted again. Nightingale leaned at the long table, facing him with all eyes, supporting his slightly tilted chin with one hand, and shaking his white index finger with the other.
Obviously, she used this finger to tick his ears just now.
Uh...is it?Roland cleared his throat and pretended to look through the statistics report. It was probably because today's weather was particularly suitable for nap.
But this wasn't the first day I was in a daze. Nightingale flashed back to the recliner beside the camp, and she has been doing this since she came back from the Reflection Church last time.Has something happened?
Roland subconsciously wanted to veto it, but the words came to his mouth but stopped. The lies were ineffective against Nightingale, and he could not deceive himself. Even though it had been almost a week, he still couldn't figure it out.
I did find some problems...but it was too weird and I don't know how to explain it.
If it's hard to say, you don't need to tell me. Nightingale hugged the back of her head and looked at the way of heaven. My head is not as useful as yours, and even if you say it, it's probably not helpful.If it were Anna, it would be helpful.
I didn't tell her either.Roland shook his head with a wry smile.
Hey...is it?The Nightingale immediately turned over from the recliner, why?
Because the strangeness of this matter exceeded the scope of my understanding, he said bluntly, but it just couldn't affect anything, in other words, it was just my personal trouble.It doesn't make any sense to tell her that it's just a matter of increasing worries.
I see.Nightingale blinked, showing a sudden enlightenment, but Roland knew that she didn't understand at all, but she just didn't understand it.
So don't mention to her that I'm always dazed. He reminded that no one can solve these problems except myself.
Hey, of course!For some reason, Nightingale suddenly became happy. She first patted her chest, then took out a piece of dried grilled fish from her bag and threw it into her mouth, looking satisfied.
After stabilizing the other party, Roland sighed secretly. Although his eyes were looking at the statistics table, he could not see at all. The scene in the church secret room was always floating in his mind.
Why did a fictional character appear in the early days of the establishment of the Federation?Even from the portrait, she existed earlier.
Afterwards, Roland asked Isabella, Agsha and Phyllis, but the answers obtained were all whether that history was too far away for Taqira. No one could tell who the background paintings were in the oath meeting were, and could only infer that she was once famous.
He always thought that there were two types of people in the dream world, one was the defeated one who was swallowed by Jieluo. They were bound in the soul building and still had a close relationship with this world.
The most obvious feature is that it has almost the same appearance and memory fragments in the residence.
The other is the fictionalists, who come from the dream background, partly extracted from his brain, partly fabricated by the world.
But now his cognition has been shaken.
According to Isabella, Jieluo's life span is roughly between two hundred and two hundred and fifty years old, and her journey of serving the pope has also been recorded accordingly, so there should be no mistake.
So the question is, no matter how you look at this purity who never ages, she cannot swallow a person from eight hundred years ago. Her age may be amazing for ordinary people, but it is nothing in the long river of history.
After all, she is still a person born in the church era. If she is simply a senior, Agesha and others can be her grandmother.
So is the person in the painting running into the dream world by himself?
This idea is even more incredible.
How could an ancient man survive in modern society and pretend to be flawless?Besides, where is her soul stored before the dream appears?
In addition, Alan's appearance can also reject the guess.
She can be called an extraordinary temperament, but she is absolutely incompatible with her beauty. This shows that she is not a witch without strange abilities. Even if she is outstanding in her lifetime, she will only turn into a pinch of dust for a hundred years after her death.
Putting aside the above two ideas, the most reasonable explanation is the most ordinary one, that is, the two are just like each other, and everything is purely coincidental.
If he adopts this idea, he can save him a lot of trouble, but is it really a pure coincidence that Roland has always found it difficult to convince himself?
If you want to find the answer further, you may have to find her.
When Roland thought of the dream world that became increasingly unpredictable, he felt a little unconsciously resisted, but he felt uncomfortable being troubled by unknown secrets.
The two evils were the least. After hesitating for nearly a week, Roland finally made up his mind.
Of course, what helped him make up his mind were the begging God of Tachila to punish the witch, and the time to wait for him after visiting the Holy City of Hermes.
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As for now, looking at the nightingale on the recliner, a pair of trimmed short leather pants tightly wrapped around the nightingale's buttocks perfectly set off her round and vigorous buttocks.
Roland looked along her legs and could vaguely see some vague depth inside through her trousers. Roland couldn't help but feel a little dry.
Why are you staring at me?The nightingale mumbled dissatisfiedly.
Roland didn't answer, he walked to the recliner, sat next to the nightingale, and hugged her and hugged her in his arms.His nose was against the nightingale's earlobe, and he smelled the nightingale's body fragrance unrestrainedly.
The Nightingale just struggled symbolically: Your Majesty, what do you want to do?
Um.Of course I want to fuck you!Roland said, not only hugging her tightly, but also rubbed her hands maliciously on Nightingale's plump breasts.
The pervert's nose leaned against the beautiful woman's golden wavy hair, and it was tightly attached to the woman's body fragrance. The wolf's tongue gently licked the nightingale's earlobe, and the nightingale trembled from the depths of her heart.
Roland held her and took off Nightingale's coat, leaving only pink underwear.
He gently pulled her pink underwear down, and his two extremely elastic breasts jumped out, trembling and very attractive.
At this time, Nightingale seemed to suddenly wake up. She blushed and pushed the man's broad shoulders with her fair white hands, and leaned back desperately to prevent Roland from touching her mature and plump breasts, and her two cherry-like nipples were shaking.
However, the unknown desires that surged deep in her heart made her hands look powerless, which was just a gesture.
This insincere resistance would not affect Roland at all, and her soft and angry breasts had fallen into Roland's hands.
Roland played with the nightingale's two bulging angrily breasts, and kneaded them gently and forcefully. The humming sound from the nightingale's nostrils and the violent pleasure from her breasts suddenly melted her.
This time she did not refuse again, but instead pushed her breasts proudly, making Roland feel more convenient and comfortable.
Roland was also very excited. He turned his head and opened his mouth and grabbed one of the nipples.
Nightingale closed her eyes immediately with a hum and took a deep breath.
She held Roland's head tightly against her chest with her hands.
Roland's hand kneaded on the other shaking breast of Nightingale, and his fingers swept across his nipples from time to time. Every time he swept over, Nightingale always reacted violently and shook her breasts hard.
The nightingale quickly became addicted to joy after the attack on both sides.
She showed a very enjoyable look and no longer resisted, allowing Roland to work hard on her.
The nightingale not only has big breasts, but also has large nipples, which looks very sexy. There are two or three thin short hairs growing around the areola.
Sometimes Roland chewed it lightly with his front teeth, and she screamed out loud.
Roland stretched out his hand and unbuttoned Nightingale's leather pants.
Nightingale was so sucked by Roland that she was so happy. No matter what he was doing, she let him take off his pants.
Roland kept tearing off his underwear in one breath.
Compared with Anna, Anna's body is plump and soft. Nightingale is a top-notch combat witch with more elastic muscles.
With a tall figure and soft skin, there are explosive muscles, which make the Nightingale's body shape, especially the entire curve from chest to waist to hips, look particularly sexy, making people feel endless imagination.
The nightingale's pubic hair was also very thick, like her, with a hint of wildness, densely tucking the pink vulva inside.
The vulva is big and thick, and looks very fleshy and powerful. Roland imagines that the labia is rolling and squeezed with her penis when it is inserted, which is definitely a wonderful enjoyment.
This charming body seemed to be summoning Roland to caress him and to cultivate this wild but plump place.
Roland looked at the nightingale's screaming excitedly and couldn't help but tease her: Have you wanted to have sex with me for a long time?
The Nightingale hummed: Who wants you to be beautiful?
Looking at Nightingale's quarrel, Roland smiled.
He rubbed his hands from both sides of his breasts, and his hands kept changing the way Nightingale's breasts, murmured softly in her ears: I know you ran to peek at Anna last night and had sex with me, right?
The nightingale moaned loudly, her face blushing.The hands were a little hard, as if they were trying to struggle
Pushing Roland away: No, I didn’t peek?
I've found that your red hair is not Anna's.
Roland continued to tease her while enjoying the girl's lust with both hands: Are you hiding at the door?Watching Anna do a very slutty move?You can't stand it, right?
Anna was so sexy yesterday... Nightingale muttered, which was considered a default.
Roland laughed, did he admit it?And it seems that you have peeped like this more than once.
The nightingale knows the exposing.He simply did not defend himself and wrinkled his nose cutely at him. Usually, Anna looked quiet, but she couldn't tell that Anna was so slutty on the bed.Hehehe, she is really...
Roland took the nightingale's nipples in a big mouth and gnawed it lightly. The nightingale immediately stopped talking and turned into a loud hum. Á... To die... Roland, Roland, I feel so comfortable, um...
Let go of your desires and dig out your own love with all your heart, baby.Roland said vaguely, and...
Roland stopped his mouth and put his face in front of Nightingale, staring at the tip of her little raised nose.
His mouth was against the nightingale's ear, kissed her earlobe, rubbed her nipples flat, and continued the words just now: As a witch, you can have much more wonderful love and happiness than ordinary women.
With his whisper, Roland's right index finger and thumb gently twisted the nightingale's nipples just right.
At this moment, it was like making a conclusion for the sentence just now, and I pinched my two fingers slightly hard.
So the nightingale whined loudly like a cat with a trampled tail.
Roland put his tongue into the nightingale's mouth, rolled up the nightingale's slippery tongue, and sucked it deep.
The two of them were intertwined and caressed.The saliva rubbed all over their faces, and they didn't even wipe it, just kissing each other desperately.It's like I want to eat the other person into my stomach.
Roland held her and sat up straight, letting her lean on the recliner.
He grabbed her straight and beautiful ankles with both hands and stretched them out to both sides.
Nightingale's body couldn't help but lean back, her legs wide open. She supported her body with one hand and grabbed Roland's arm with the other.
Roland pulled her body and held her plump thighs with both hands, and her fat vagina was placed in front of Roland.
Roland's hand gently stroked the base of Nightingale's thighs. She was a little shy, protecting her mons pubis with one hand.Roland didn't pull it away all at once, so she simply bent Nightingale's fingers and asked her to knead the soft flesh in her vagina by herself.
Uh... Nightingale squinted her eyes and hummed.
Roland looked at her plump and beautiful three-piece area, then spread her thighs with both hands.At this time, Nightingale felt as soft as boneless, and she was at his mercy.
Her vagina is like a ripe peach, with delicious flesh.
A thin gap in the middle was like a spring. Because of the overflowing desire just now, abundant water flowed out from the spring, sticking to the vagina shimmering.
This is a hidden lady's house waiting for him to come in.
But Roland knew that he could not hurry in now. In order to eliminate the inherent fear in the lady's heart, he needed to be very patient. Only when Nightingale was completely addicted to desire can he go in and make the woman under him feel comfortable.
Roland sticks out his tongue.
The tip of the tongue carefully licked along the thin gap.
The nightingale shook timidly, and Roland went back and forth a few more times, and the gap automatically slowly opened.
The pink and tender tender body inside was exposed, and the protrusion on the crevice floated and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye, standing straight.
Roland's tongue circled around the beads, and the gap opened and opened. Finally, a blooming flower bloomed. He had already felt the fragrance of the stamens.
Inside the stamens, there are layers of tender flesh, delicate and beautiful. The stamens are suddenly concave, and the source of water flows out from there.
He did not hesitate anymore, and his tongue moved the slices of flesh on both sides, and penetrated deeply into the depths of the Nightingale's body.
Nightingale opened her mouth wide, raised her chin high, breathing in disorder, her eyes a little lost.
A crying sound came from deep in his throat.
Roland greedily stroked the nightingale's thighs, the best among all the witches, and he always kept watching them.
Roland climbed on her thighs with both hands, licked the nightingale's hole intently, and sucked the nectar in her flower hole a little greedily.
Nightingale held Roland's head tightly, twisted her body constantly, and tried hard to thrust her butt forward so that he could eat deeper.
Roland served with all his might, completely losing Nightingale in the pleasure of her vagina.
She began to scream in a low voice.
Ah... so comfortable... you licked me so comfortable... Hey, I'm going to die... Ah... Ah... Ah... a little bit inside... Yes... Oh my god, you're so good... Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah...
Every time Roland licked her, she would tremble with her face.Roland accelerated the speed continuously, licking it quickly and quickly. The Nightingale suddenly thrust like a sieve, and the vaginal fluid kept spraying out.
Ah…Ah…Not available…Ah…
Roland poked out a hand and squeezed Nightingale's breasts lightly and quickly.The nightingale arched up and rolled her eyes, her eyes completely dull.
Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
The nightingale gasped and gasped sharply.My legs were clamped tightly, and a large pool of hot vaginal fluid flowed out.
Don't... don't want Ah...
The Nightingale was completely confused by Roland's licking on her tongue.
Her back was against the recliner, and her hands actively pressed her thighs and spread them wide open so that Roland could lick the mouth of her peach pussy with peace of mind.
So Roland's right hand was finally liberated, and she turned to the nightingale's white jade-like abdomen and stroked it, then slid down, crossed the flat and strong abdomen, swept back and forth the lush pubic hair on both sides of the hole, and finally stayed on the high-rise clitoris, touching her soft and thud granulum, and stopped there, gently turning around.
Nightingale shook her whole body and her butt twisted uneasily.She murmured all kinds of unconscious words, no longer able to figure out the east, south, west and north.
Roland sat up, moved his face to the Nightingale, and looked at the beautiful woman below with affectionate feelings.
He leaned his head against the nightingale's ear, and said softly: Baby, I want to have you.
Nightingale's moans became louder: Come on, I want you, I really want you.She clasped Roland's waist with her hands tightly, trying to hold him tightly in her arms.
Roland held Nightingale's plump and perky lips and sucked gently.
The tongue swept back and forth on the lips, licking the woman's fragrance.
Nightingale's lips were very sensitive, and under Roland's teasing, she started to scream loudly.
Roland stood up and quickly cleared out the half-retreated Nightingale's clothes while taking off her clothes.
His thick penis stood tall.
He moved his penis to the front of the nightingale's hole.
The huge glans gently squeezed against the door of the soft flesh hole of the nightingale.
Nightingale twisted uneasyly and moaned loudly. Her hands were holding Roland's waist tightly, and her hips were arching up desperately. Her slender legs were tightly wrapped around Roland's waist.
Roland always felt that Nightingale's lips were very sexy, and her fleshy lips were slightly raised. She always licked her lips with her tongue from time to time. Roland didn't know how many men would be fascinated by her actions.
Nightingale's mouth was always stuffed with all kinds of food, and then stumbled in front of him, sometimes deliberately making a move with food in his mouth and trying to feed him.
This woman with a lip shape has always her very sensitive lips.
Every time Roland saw her lips, she had the urge to swallow it.
Roland's big mouth tightly covered the nightingale's mouth, and his tongue tip was inserted into the nightingale's mouth, sucking without any fatigue.
Nightingale's response was very fierce, chasing Roland's tongue tightly, and the two of them rolled back and forth.
The nightingale's desire was ignited in an instant, and her throat made an unbearable high-pitched sound.
He left Nightingale's lips and kissed her white and straight neck, going down, finally reaching Nightingale's towering chest.
His hands rubbed the nightingale's breasts back and forth, and the pair of plump breasts changed into various shapes under Roland's hands. Roland's tongue was like a dancer, lightly in the nightingale's
The two nipples were jumping back and forth.
Every time he licked hard, Nightingale would arch her whole body like an electric shock, making an unbearable moan in her throat, and she would scream from time to time.
Roland's penis was pressed tightly against Nightingale's vagina.
The soft hole of the nightingale was being rubbed by Roland's glans, and his glans rubbed, squeezed and grinded back and forth on the soft flesh petals.
Nightingale tried hard to arch her body, wanting to suck his penis into the hole.
Her body twisted uneasy, and her throat made a sound unconsciously: Come in quickly, I want you... baby... baby... my highness... love me... I can't stand it anymore... you insert it.
Roland was not in a hurry to get in.
His hands were still working hard on the Nightingale's chest.
Facing the wonderful woman below, he remembered the little things about Nightingale and his past, and repeatedly spared his life to protect himself, letting him know how much the woman below loves her, and Roland also knew that he loved this woman very much. He was determined to immerse her in great joy. She was dying and let her stay on the top of her happy desire.
Under the continuous attack of Roland's hands and mouth, waves of happiness hit the nightingale. She cried faintly, her whole body felt uncomfortable like an ant crawling, and there was infinite numbness, and the vaginal fluid was flowing out one after another.
It flowed all over his hole and poured on Roland's glans.
The thick penis that was still visiting at the door was soaked and greasy.
This flesh hole was fully prepared and was waiting for the stick at the door to come in to dig for treasure hunting.
Roland knew that the time was ripe and no longer hesitated.He lay on the nightingale's ear and said softly: Baby, I'm going in.
The nightingale cried loudly: Hurry, Roland, come in, come in quickly.
Roland, who was invited, started to set out.
His thick penis was fully soaked by the nightingale's vaginal fluid.
He squeezed away the two plump and sexy labia smoothly and leaned in.
The Nightingale's labia is as thick and powerful as his mouth, and it looks particularly fleshy.
Roland watched Nightingale's pussy open like a mouth, swallowing, swallowing his big body.
Nightingale's vagina was tight and fleshy. After the vaginal fluid was fully lubricated, Roland's penis slowly and without any obstacles to spread the flesh walls, deep and deep, until it was deep.
Then he pressed the uterus at the deepest part of the flesh wall, and gently touched it and stopped.
The nightingale shivered as if she was shocked by electric shock.The grinding of the bottom of the flesh wall suddenly numbed the nightingale's whole body. Uh... Woo, she twisted wildly.
Roland began to thrust slowly and vigorously, feeling the great happiness brought to him by the woman beneath him.
He secretly compared the difference between Nightingale and Anna.
As a girl with a talent for fire, Anna looks quiet on the outside but looks like a ball of fire on the inside.
Every time he was under his strong thrust, he could clearly feel that there was a fire-like thing in Anna's vagina burning, and the hot temperature was scorching his penis.
Nightingale is completely different. Her slender and powerful thighs, her perky buttocks and her soft and elastic waist make her whole body full of explosive sportiness.
Roland clearly felt that every inch of the tender flesh of the Nightingale was so tight and elastic.
The flesh wall that was squeezing and kneading his penis gave Roland a strong touch that was different from Anna.
At the same time, Roland could clearly feel the Nightingale's two thick labia sucking it tightly. The flesh wall in the vagina was tight and powerful, sucking tightly, wrapping Roland's penis, full of strength and softness.
While he was fucking.
The glans scraped the flesh wall with the vagina and rubbed hard.
That tight touch and friction brought great joy to him and the Nightingale.
Roland held Nightingale's buttocks tightly with both hands, thrusting her lower body, allowing the firm and standing penis to thrust back and forth in Nightingale's vagina.
Roland gently rubbed and squeezed Nightingale's perky clitoris with her pubic bone, and Nightingale couldn't help but tremble.
Nightingale closed her eyes tightly, her mouth unconsciously opened, her sexy lips slightly opened, and her tongue licked her lips from time to time, like licking wonderful food.
This girl who loves fish fillets is still like eating wonderful food when she has sex.
Nightingale hugged the man on her body with both hands.
He loved this man deeply and thought about having him all the time.
She hugged the man tightly in her arms and thrust her lower body desperately.
Her vagina sucked the man's penis tightly, as if she wanted to eat this man into her stomach.
Roland thrust vigorously and brought her great happiness.Nightingale finally felt deeply that having sex was so comfortable, making people unable to stop.
In fact, witches are extremely sensitive and excited about sex due to their special physique.This was discovered when Nightingale did it with Roland.
Now, Nightingale felt that her love and desire were blended together, and she was enjoying the peak of happiness intently because of the man she loved deeply.
So Nightingale began to moan and moan unrestrainedly. She hugged Roland tightly, thrust her with her man, and let the man's penis keep thrusting into her pussy.
She felt at ease and bold, and without any obstacles, she experienced the beauty of the fusion of lingering.
She liked this feeling so much that she even wished she never stopped.
Nightingale felt Roland's penis thrusting continuously in the flesh hole, and she felt that it seemed to be getting faster and faster and stronger.
Her whole body became hotter and hotter, and the numbness from her lower body became stronger and stronger. She had an illusion that her vagina was constantly opening, becoming bigger and bigger, wanting to accommodate everything.
However, no matter how big or wide your vagina becomes, Roland's one will become bigger and thicker as it becomes, and become stronger and stronger.
The nightingale felt that her body was getting lighter and lighter, and she could float up, and she floated higher and higher, and finally floated above the clouds.
The whole body was numb, as if I had taken anesthetics.
Her mouth screamed unconsciously and roared, unable to remember what she was talking about.
Dear, push it in a little bit, Ah, it feels so comfortable, so comfortable, wuwu... I need you, you need me... Yes, right... grind me.
Alas, I can't do it anymore. I'm going to die. You fuck me, try harder, AhAhAh.
Roland kept thrusting, and his thick penis was squeezed and beaten on the flesh wall.
Nightingale felt her whole body being lifted up, and her man pushed her to the peak after wave. She continued to float in the clouds, unable to feel herself at all, as if she was a kite, flying back and forth in the sky.
Moreover, every time the wind was floating and about to fall, the man would use a cannon-like impact to push her up and fly to a higher place.
Nightingale gasped heavily, and her mouth shouted unconsciously: Oh oh, I feel so comfortable, so comfortable...
She hugged the man in her arms tightly.
Unlimited admiration and infinite tenderness fill your entire body.
She hopes that the man will always thrust here like a machine that never stops, and her lower body will keep blooming in the man's thrust.
Nightingale felt that she could not feel anything. The only thing she felt was the man's penis, like a big stick that became thicker and thicker, stirring and hammering in her vagina.
Every hammer of a man hits his heart rhythmically like a drum beat, dong dong, dong dong.
The drum beats touched the nightingale's whole body, and the nightingale's round and sexy buttocks thrust rhythmically with the drum beats.
Her flower center, which was sucking Roland's glans tightly, trembled rhythmically with the drum beats.
The drum beats of men, like welcoming ancient giants, waiting for something to arrive.
Once, then again, it was like a glass hitting the wall.
Finally, with a snap, desire was shattered like a broken glass.
Nightingale felt that she was broken into countless pieces in an instant, and like a pile of tall sand scattered all over the ground. She turned into countless sands, and her whole body collapsed softly.
A hot spring water gushed out from the deepest part of his lower body.
Nightingale felt Roland's big penis pressing against the deepest part of her vagina, soaking in the gurgling spring.
In a trance, Roland's penis was like an impactor for oil mining in the extreme southern border, knocking open his hard body, and the oil of desire inside his body finally erupted unscrupulously.
Then the nightingale screamed long.She climaxed.
Roland felt her climax, and the hot spring water suddenly filled the nightingale's vagina soaked in her strong and huge penis, making him feel extremely numb and comfortable.
Deep in the orgasm combat witch's vagina, the plump and tight flesh walls stretched and stretched quickly, kneading Roland's penis.
The mouth of the uterus was like a greedy and sexy little mouth, constantly gnawing at his swollen glans, making him moan happily.
Roland gradually slowed down the thrusting of his penis, and finally stopped, pressing his penis tightly against Nightingale's vagina full of vaginal fluid.
Roland hugged the sexy girl under him tightly, and his mouth kissed and licked the nightingale's whole body like a dragonfly.
Finally, his big mouth covered Nightingale's sexy lips and sucked.
The Nightingale reacted extremely enthusiastically, and the two hugged each other intimately, fully enjoying the warmth after the climax.
She gasped gently, her sexy little mouth slightly raised and her eyes were blurred.
The two plump breasts swelled up and down sharply with their breasts.
After a while, Nightingale opened her eyes and saw Roland lying on her, her eyes full of love.
A warm current flashed through her heart, a smile rose from the corner of her mouth, and she made a kiss gesture to Roland's playful nub.
Roland also rewarded a blowing kiss.
Then he thrust his butt twice like a prank, and his penis thrusts with his butt, and he stirred and thrust in Nightingale's vagina again.
Nightingale had just enjoyed orgasm, and her vagina was particularly sensitive. When he moved, she couldn't help but hum. She quickly pressed Roland's butt with both hands tightly to prevent him from making trouble, just wanting it to lie quietly in its flesh hole.
Roland bent down and kissed her face everywhere: Are you feeling comfortable?
Nightingale nodded with a red face. It was so comfortable, it was so comfortable.Now her whole body seems to be disintegrating, and a sense of pleasure that she has never felt before hit her whole body.
Nightingale raised her head and kissed Roland.She has always loved this man deeply, and now she falls in love with the huge love that this man brings to her.
Thinking of this, Nightingale couldn't help but reach out and stroke Roland's butt.
Roland seemed to be aware and stared at the nightingale's nose.
The tip of the nightingale's nose was slightly raised, and as the body gasped, the tip of the nose was slightly inciting.
Roland gently kissed the tip of Nightingale's nose, chuckled at her and said: Well, you were so slutty just now!.
The nightingale blushed and stopped resigning. She looks like a dead person, where do I have it?
No?Roland chuckled, Well, I'll give it a try.So the meat stick that Roland left in the Nightingale's vagina began to twitch like a prank.
Nightingale pursed her lips, and she wanted to hold back the pleasure, but in the end she couldn't hold it back. Finally, Ah screamed.
Roland continued to do bad things and increased the frequency of twitching.The nightingale's screams could not stop at all, and the louder and louder they were, and continued to continue.
Ah, Ah…No.Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Nightingale was completely inconsistent with the foreword and had no idea what she was talking about.
She supported Roland's lower abdomen with both hands, as if she was about to push Roland away, but she became hugging Roland's waist tightly. Feeling the man's powerful psoas muscles, Nightingale's buttocks kept thrusting upwards, actively cooperating with Roland's thrusting.
Roland knew that the slight discomfort that Nightingale had just had after the climax came, and now it has passed.
She is ready to accept a new round of happiness.
So Roland decided not to hesitate and continue his work.
His hands began to rub the Nightingale's breasts restlessly, rubbing them while licking the Nightingale's breasts with his tongue.
Roland's buttocks also began to thrust slowly. As the hips hit, Roland's thick penis moved in the nightingale's vagina and began to hit again.
The vaginal fluid secreted by the afterglow of the nightingale's climax began to increase significantly, flowing out in a gurgling manner.
Nightingale moaned unbearable from her throat.She kept rolling her lower body, hoping to make her vagina and Roland's penis better combine, and cater to the huge pleasure brought to her by the man.
But gradually Nightingale began to be dissatisfied with Roland's actions.The man's slow teasing and thrusting made her feel hungry and thirsty.So Nightingale decided to do it herself to solve the problem.
Nightingale supported her hands and turned her long legs, pressing against Roland, and became the position of Nightingale riding on Roland.
As a top combat witch, Nightingale's control over her body has reached the point of being as she pleases.
After the whole movement, the vagina was still tightly biting Roland's penis. Not only did it not fall off, but it didn't even show any separation.
Nightingale's body was released, so she began to release her powerful explosive power, seeking stronger pleasure for herself and Roland.
She supported Roland's shoulders with both hands and thrust her butt back deeply. This position was inserted deeper, allowing her to feel Roland's penis more clearly, squirming inch by inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch
Nightingale felt it clearly, and the strong sense of fulfillment numbed her lower body. Nightingale's throat made a whimper. Her waist began to move quickly like a high-speed motor. Her hips quickly rose and fell, and her vagina was cleverly holding Roland's tightly in and out quickly.
The waist strength of the female killer is very amazing.
Therefore, when the female killer's buttocks swing violently, the frequency is not something that ordinary people can achieve.
The female killer quickly shook her butt, and her vagina was tightly wrapped around Roland's penis, sucking and vomiting quickly.
The deep sense of insertion and rapid friction made the nightingale cry out comfortably, like crying.
Woo, woo, so comfortable, so comfortable, woo, woo, woo, woo, dying, dying...
Roland lets the Nightingale thrust in her body, and her heart is filled with a strong sense of accomplishment.
Nightingale's plump breasts kept jumping in front of him as the waist swung rapidly.
Roland found it very interesting, so he opened his mouth and quickly grabbed one of the nipples, licked it a few times and gave up, chasing the other nipples, and then chasing and playing back and forth.
He was determined to use his tongue to fight with the Nightingale's two nipples that stood tall because of excitement.
Obviously, in this war, the Nightingale had no chance of winning.After being licked by Roland for a few random licks, Nightingale began to twist her body softly, and her mouth made various unknown moans.
Baby, you are so sexy.Roland joked at Nightingale, "You look at you, you're almost eating me."
Nightingale blushed and decided to ignore the rogue guy who was lying under her and enjoying her but also saying sarcastic words. She was concentrating on using her little mouth below to quickly swallow Roland's.
Seeing that Nightingale died, Roland decided to increase the attack.
So he held up the nightingale's breasts with both hands, rubbed them back and forth with both hands, then pressed the tip of his tongue on his nipples, sucking them one by one, and touched his nipples twice.
The nightingale whined and screamed.Roland smiled proudly: Look, it's so sexy now.
The Nightingale found the evidence conclusive and argued was useless.But she refused to admit it.So she decided to play tricks and give full play to his witch's talent and she became invisible.
Then Roland discovered that the woman who was thrusting rapidly on her was gone.
No, it's not that he's gone, but that he can't see it.
The woman's plump breasts were still in his mouth, but it looked like he took a bite of air.
His hands heard the strong texture of a woman's breasts, but it seemed like she was grabbing something out of thin air.
Roland looked at his lower body and clearly saw his penis moving upwards.
The surface is like being wrapped in something invisible, and it is tightly rubbed, and even deformed.
The glans was flat and protruding, like an invisible little hand pressing.
This invisible but tangible scene made Roland feel extremely strange and awkward.
Roland was amused and crying.
Hello, beauty, you can't play missing Ah like this.I can't even see you, how can I have sex?
The nightingale's proud voice came from the air: I don't care about this, I think this is great.Now you can't see anything?
Roland raised his head. Although he could see nothing, his lips could sense the smooth skin on a woman's neck.
Roland went upwards, and after kissing his lips, he finally found the earlobe. He held it in his mouth and ate it gently.The nightingale started to whine.
Roland chuckled: You can't see it, but you're still very erotic!
Nightingale's sarcastic remarks: You can't even see me, how can you say I'm slutty?I'm not slutty, hum!Oh, AhAhAh Woo
Roland had no choice but to let Nightingale steal the bell, so she had to go there.
He pressed his hands against the Nightingale's waist, and once again groped like a blind man, moving his mouth to the Nightingale's breasts.
He decided to eat Nightingale's breasts in this position.
Roland's sucking and licking made Nightingale feel extremely comfortable, and the small motor on her waist became even more violent.
The feeling of invisibility satisfies the Nightingale.
The habit she has developed over the years is that she can relax and comfort the most when she hides in invisible to others.
She could gallop freely, allowing her vagina to quickly suck and stroke the man's penis, pushing her own comfortable wave forward one after another.
Just like now, she could completely let go of herself without worrying about being seen by Roland's lewd expression.
So she can be even more lewd.More erotic.
Yes, I am just a slut, and I just like to be lazy, what's wrong?Let me slut, I slut without any scruples, oh oh oh, it's so comfortable, it's so numb.
The nightingale indulged in Roland's body, and her hips were shaking faster and faster. Roland's friction violently deep in her body brought her huge pleasure, stacking layer by layer.
Nightingale began to moan unrestrainedly. She was not afraid of Roland's blushing expression now. This stupid guy, he could see nothing.
But this stupid guy is so big and comfortable.The nightingale thought beautifully and felt proudly.
Roland had no choice but to accept the reality of being raped by Air Man. Since he could not resist the rape, then enjoy the rape with peace of mind.
So he closed his eyes and focused on feeling the strong sense of squeezing brought to him by the beautiful vagina.
However, occasionally seeing my cock shaking in the air, I always feel particularly weird.
Roland knew Nightingale so well that she was a carefree girl, but actually a little shy girl.
Only by hiding in the shadow can she completely release herself and enjoy herself.
In order to make the girl completely happy, Roland cooperated more attentively.
His butt was pushed up a few times, allowing his penis to penetrate deeper into Nightingale's body.Then he heard the nightingale's whimpering sound, and his hips swinged faster and faster.
The nightingale shook without any scruples and shouted without any restrictions.
Gradually, the pleasure accumulated deep in the nightingale's vagina began to continue to climb.
The Nightingale began to clearly feel the wonderful numbness of the whole body I felt during orgasm not long ago, and it once again hit her.
Nightingale felt her whole body get hotter and softer.
She began to enter hallucinations, and she felt her mouth below was so hungry and thirsty, and she wanted to eat sausages, huge sausages.
Then Nightingale's mind was full of Roland's huge penis.
She sat down hard, deeply experiencing the feeling of the large sausage full of the vagina.The tightness and fullness from the depths of her lower body made the numbness in her body rise again.
Then she felt her vagina begin to widen again, and her body begins to grow bigger and bigger, as if it spreads from all directions.
It spread to the end, and the warm current deep in the lower abdomen once again surged out. The hot vaginal fluid washed the nightingale's flesh wall. She screamed: I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore, I'm going to die, AhAhAh, I'm going to die... I'm going to die... I'm going to die...
Roland knew that Nightingale was coming again, so he opened his mouth and sucked Nightingale's hard nipples, sure to give him a fatal blow.
The nightingale's scream suddenly increased octave, and then turned into a long Ah sound.
Ahahah ……。
The scream stopped, and the nightingale moon shadow in the air appeared in its true form, slumping on Roland like a pool of mud.
The Nightingale, who entered the climax, could no longer worry about maintaining her invisibility, and just lay on Roland and gasped.
Nightingale felt that she had no strength at all and had no super combat witch style at all.Just come to anyone now, and one finger may push her.
Roland held her tightly in her arms and stroked her back.
Her fingers gently comb the nightingale's wavy blonde hair.
The loving lips rubbed against Nightingale's face, and then kissed on its neck, and finally stopped on Nightingale's sexy lips and kissed it deeply.
Ye Ying responded enthusiastically.
The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, with great satisfaction after orgasm.
He gasped slightly on his chest, his naked and plump breasts leaning against Roland's breasts.
Snuggle tightly in the man's arms.
Don't want to separate at all.
After a long time, Roland stood up.Put the Nightingale flat on the sofa on the other side, then stick out her beautiful legs.He turned around and turned into a position of lying on his back and hugging the nightingale.
Roland's cock was still standing firmly. He straightened Nightingale's round buttocks, slightly supported her left leg with one hand, and then slowly inserted his penis from under Nightingale's buttocks and left it deep in his vagina.
Roland's body was close to the Nightingale, occasionally moving twice, holding the Nightingale's plump breasts in both hands, and gently kneading this.
Continue to caress the nightingale after climax.
Baby, are you satisfied now?Roland said quietly with his mouth pressing against the Nightingale's ear.
Nightingale didn't answer, her eyes narrowed, her mouth was filled with a smile, and she nodded slightly, looking infinitely satisfied.
Yes, she was already very satisfied.
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The process of entering the dream is still very familiar. When he opened his eyes, the date was still frozen. Although the two times had been apart for more than a month, the surrounding scenes did not change at all. A photo of the trainee on the bedside table seemed to have just returned from the headquarters of the Martial Arts Association.
Roland took out his phone, flipped into the number column of Carcia, and pressed the dial button.
The phone was connected quickly, and a uniform and light gasping sound came from the microphone. Hello?
He looked out the window, and a trace of whiteness appeared in the sky. Are you practicing in the morning?
If you know, don’t talk nonsense. Jiasia’s tone is still so disgusting, but compared to before, there is at least no cold feeling of keeping people thousands of miles away. Is there anything wrong?
Well, I have a question to talk to you, how is it now?I'll come to you right away and invite you to breakfast by the way.
So urgent?The other party was silent for a moment, then you get down, I'm in this alley in front of the tube building.
wait for me.Roland hung up the phone, put on his clothes as fast as possible, and rushed out of the room.
When passing by the living room, he saw Jailo, who was dressed in disheveled clothes and had a sleepy face.
The latter obviously had just gotten up from the bed, and his wrinkled pajamas slid down to one side, revealing half of his white and tender shoulders, and under his feet was a pair of large-sized men's slippers, undoubtedly his.
He held his forehead and shook his head, and had to stop, turn around and help the little girl tidy up her collar.
Mud and wait... I'll go to boil the water under later... Jieluo said vaguely.
No, I will bring breakfast to you later, just wash and wait for food.Roland patted her head and pushed her into the bathroom before hurried out.
The sound seemed to come from a distance, light and soft.
It was not until Roland felt a trace of itch in his ear that he suddenly came to his senses.
You are distracted again. Nightingale leaned at the long table, facing him with all eyes, supporting his slightly tilted chin with one hand, and shaking his white index finger with the other.
Obviously, she used this finger to tick his ears just now.
Uh...is it?Roland cleared his throat and pretended to look through the statistics report. It was probably because today's weather was particularly suitable for nap.
But this wasn't the first day I was in a daze. Nightingale flashed back to the recliner beside the camp, and she has been doing this since she came back from the Reflection Church last time.Has something happened?
Roland subconsciously wanted to veto it, but the words came to his mouth but stopped. The lies were ineffective against Nightingale, and he could not deceive himself. Even though it had been almost a week, he still couldn't figure it out.
I did find some problems...but it was too weird and I don't know how to explain it.
If it's hard to say, you don't need to tell me. Nightingale hugged the back of her head and looked at the way of heaven. My head is not as useful as yours, and even if you say it, it's probably not helpful.If it were Anna, it would be helpful.
I didn't tell her either.Roland shook his head with a wry smile.
Hey...is it?The Nightingale immediately turned over from the recliner, why?
Because the strangeness of this matter exceeded the scope of my understanding, he said bluntly, but it just couldn't affect anything, in other words, it was just my personal trouble.It doesn't make any sense to tell her that it's just a matter of increasing worries.
I see.Nightingale blinked, showing a sudden enlightenment, but Roland knew that she didn't understand at all, but she just didn't understand it.
So don't mention to her that I'm always dazed. He reminded that no one can solve these problems except myself.
Hey, of course!For some reason, Nightingale suddenly became happy. She first patted her chest, then took out a piece of dried grilled fish from her bag and threw it into her mouth, looking satisfied.
After stabilizing the other party, Roland sighed secretly. Although his eyes were looking at the statistics table, he could not see at all. The scene in the church secret room was always floating in his mind.
Why did a fictional character appear in the early days of the establishment of the Federation?Even from the portrait, she existed earlier.
Afterwards, Roland asked Isabella, Agsha and Phyllis, but the answers obtained were all whether that history was too far away for Taqira. No one could tell who the background paintings were in the oath meeting were, and could only infer that she was once famous.
He always thought that there were two types of people in the dream world, one was the defeated one who was swallowed by Jieluo. They were bound in the soul building and still had a close relationship with this world.
The most obvious feature is that it has almost the same appearance and memory fragments in the residence.
The other is the fictionalists, who come from the dream background, partly extracted from his brain, partly fabricated by the world.
But now his cognition has been shaken.
According to Isabella, Jieluo's life span is roughly between two hundred and two hundred and fifty years old, and her journey of serving the pope has also been recorded accordingly, so there should be no mistake.
So the question is, no matter how you look at this purity who never ages, she cannot swallow a person from eight hundred years ago. Her age may be amazing for ordinary people, but it is nothing in the long river of history.
After all, she is still a person born in the church era. If she is simply a senior, Agesha and others can be her grandmother.
So is the person in the painting running into the dream world by himself?
This idea is even more incredible.
How could an ancient man survive in modern society and pretend to be flawless?Besides, where is her soul stored before the dream appears?
In addition, Alan's appearance can also reject the guess.
She can be called an extraordinary temperament, but she is absolutely incompatible with her beauty. This shows that she is not a witch without strange abilities. Even if she is outstanding in her lifetime, she will only turn into a pinch of dust for a hundred years after her death.
Putting aside the above two ideas, the most reasonable explanation is the most ordinary one, that is, the two are just like each other, and everything is purely coincidental.
If he adopts this idea, he can save him a lot of trouble, but is it really a pure coincidence that Roland has always found it difficult to convince himself?
If you want to find the answer further, you may have to find her.
When Roland thought of the dream world that became increasingly unpredictable, he felt a little unconsciously resisted, but he felt uncomfortable being troubled by unknown secrets.
The two evils were the least. After hesitating for nearly a week, Roland finally made up his mind.
Of course, what helped him make up his mind were the begging God of Tachila to punish the witch, and the time to wait for him after visiting the Holy City of Hermes.
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As for now, looking at the nightingale on the recliner, a pair of trimmed short leather pants tightly wrapped around the nightingale's buttocks perfectly set off her round and vigorous buttocks.
Roland looked along her legs and could vaguely see some vague depth inside through her trousers. Roland couldn't help but feel a little dry.
Why are you staring at me?The nightingale mumbled dissatisfiedly.
Roland didn't answer, he walked to the recliner, sat next to the nightingale, and hugged her and hugged her in his arms.His nose was against the nightingale's earlobe, and he smelled the nightingale's body fragrance unrestrainedly.
The Nightingale just struggled symbolically: Your Majesty, what do you want to do?
Um.Of course I want to fuck you!Roland said, not only hugging her tightly, but also rubbed her hands maliciously on Nightingale's plump breasts.
The pervert's nose leaned against the beautiful woman's golden wavy hair, and it was tightly attached to the woman's body fragrance. The wolf's tongue gently licked the nightingale's earlobe, and the nightingale trembled from the depths of her heart.
Roland held her and took off Nightingale's coat, leaving only pink underwear.
He gently pulled her pink underwear down, and his two extremely elastic breasts jumped out, trembling and very attractive.
At this time, Nightingale seemed to suddenly wake up. She blushed and pushed the man's broad shoulders with her fair white hands, and leaned back desperately to prevent Roland from touching her mature and plump breasts, and her two cherry-like nipples were shaking.
However, the unknown desires that surged deep in her heart made her hands look powerless, which was just a gesture.
This insincere resistance would not affect Roland at all, and her soft and angry breasts had fallen into Roland's hands.
Roland played with the nightingale's two bulging angrily breasts, and kneaded them gently and forcefully. The humming sound from the nightingale's nostrils and the violent pleasure from her breasts suddenly melted her.
This time she did not refuse again, but instead pushed her breasts proudly, making Roland feel more convenient and comfortable.
Roland was also very excited. He turned his head and opened his mouth and grabbed one of the nipples.
Nightingale closed her eyes immediately with a hum and took a deep breath.
She held Roland's head tightly against her chest with her hands.
Roland's hand kneaded on the other shaking breast of Nightingale, and his fingers swept across his nipples from time to time. Every time he swept over, Nightingale always reacted violently and shook her breasts hard.
The nightingale quickly became addicted to joy after the attack on both sides.
She showed a very enjoyable look and no longer resisted, allowing Roland to work hard on her.
The nightingale not only has big breasts, but also has large nipples, which looks very sexy. There are two or three thin short hairs growing around the areola.
Sometimes Roland chewed it lightly with his front teeth, and she screamed out loud.
Roland stretched out his hand and unbuttoned Nightingale's leather pants.
Nightingale was so sucked by Roland that she was so happy. No matter what he was doing, she let him take off his pants.
Roland kept tearing off his underwear in one breath.
Compared with Anna, Anna's body is plump and soft. Nightingale is a top-notch combat witch with more elastic muscles.
With a tall figure and soft skin, there are explosive muscles, which make the Nightingale's body shape, especially the entire curve from chest to waist to hips, look particularly sexy, making people feel endless imagination.
The nightingale's pubic hair was also very thick, like her, with a hint of wildness, densely tucking the pink vulva inside.
The vulva is big and thick, and looks very fleshy and powerful. Roland imagines that the labia is rolling and squeezed with her penis when it is inserted, which is definitely a wonderful enjoyment.
This charming body seemed to be summoning Roland to caress him and to cultivate this wild but plump place.
Roland looked at the nightingale's screaming excitedly and couldn't help but tease her: Have you wanted to have sex with me for a long time?
The Nightingale hummed: Who wants you to be beautiful?
Looking at Nightingale's quarrel, Roland smiled.
He rubbed his hands from both sides of his breasts, and his hands kept changing the way Nightingale's breasts, murmured softly in her ears: I know you ran to peek at Anna last night and had sex with me, right?
The nightingale moaned loudly, her face blushing.The hands were a little hard, as if they were trying to struggle
Pushing Roland away: No, I didn’t peek?
I've found that your red hair is not Anna's.
Roland continued to tease her while enjoying the girl's lust with both hands: Are you hiding at the door?Watching Anna do a very slutty move?You can't stand it, right?
Anna was so sexy yesterday... Nightingale muttered, which was considered a default.
Roland laughed, did he admit it?And it seems that you have peeped like this more than once.
The nightingale knows the exposing.He simply did not defend himself and wrinkled his nose cutely at him. Usually, Anna looked quiet, but she couldn't tell that Anna was so slutty on the bed.Hehehe, she is really...
Roland took the nightingale's nipples in a big mouth and gnawed it lightly. The nightingale immediately stopped talking and turned into a loud hum. Á... To die... Roland, Roland, I feel so comfortable, um...
Let go of your desires and dig out your own love with all your heart, baby.Roland said vaguely, and...
Roland stopped his mouth and put his face in front of Nightingale, staring at the tip of her little raised nose.
His mouth was against the nightingale's ear, kissed her earlobe, rubbed her nipples flat, and continued the words just now: As a witch, you can have much more wonderful love and happiness than ordinary women.
With his whisper, Roland's right index finger and thumb gently twisted the nightingale's nipples just right.
At this moment, it was like making a conclusion for the sentence just now, and I pinched my two fingers slightly hard.
So the nightingale whined loudly like a cat with a trampled tail.
Roland put his tongue into the nightingale's mouth, rolled up the nightingale's slippery tongue, and sucked it deep.
The two of them were intertwined and caressed.The saliva rubbed all over their faces, and they didn't even wipe it, just kissing each other desperately.It's like I want to eat the other person into my stomach.
Roland held her and sat up straight, letting her lean on the recliner.
He grabbed her straight and beautiful ankles with both hands and stretched them out to both sides.
Nightingale's body couldn't help but lean back, her legs wide open. She supported her body with one hand and grabbed Roland's arm with the other.
Roland pulled her body and held her plump thighs with both hands, and her fat vagina was placed in front of Roland.
Roland's hand gently stroked the base of Nightingale's thighs. She was a little shy, protecting her mons pubis with one hand.Roland didn't pull it away all at once, so she simply bent Nightingale's fingers and asked her to knead the soft flesh in her vagina by herself.
Uh... Nightingale squinted her eyes and hummed.
Roland looked at her plump and beautiful three-piece area, then spread her thighs with both hands.At this time, Nightingale felt as soft as boneless, and she was at his mercy.
Her vagina is like a ripe peach, with delicious flesh.
A thin gap in the middle was like a spring. Because of the overflowing desire just now, abundant water flowed out from the spring, sticking to the vagina shimmering.
This is a hidden lady's house waiting for him to come in.
But Roland knew that he could not hurry in now. In order to eliminate the inherent fear in the lady's heart, he needed to be very patient. Only when Nightingale was completely addicted to desire can he go in and make the woman under him feel comfortable.
Roland sticks out his tongue.
The tip of the tongue carefully licked along the thin gap.
The nightingale shook timidly, and Roland went back and forth a few more times, and the gap automatically slowly opened.
The pink and tender tender body inside was exposed, and the protrusion on the crevice floated and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye, standing straight.
Roland's tongue circled around the beads, and the gap opened and opened. Finally, a blooming flower bloomed. He had already felt the fragrance of the stamens.
Inside the stamens, there are layers of tender flesh, delicate and beautiful. The stamens are suddenly concave, and the source of water flows out from there.
He did not hesitate anymore, and his tongue moved the slices of flesh on both sides, and penetrated deeply into the depths of the Nightingale's body.
Nightingale opened her mouth wide, raised her chin high, breathing in disorder, her eyes a little lost.
A crying sound came from deep in his throat.
Roland greedily stroked the nightingale's thighs, the best among all the witches, and he always kept watching them.
Roland climbed on her thighs with both hands, licked the nightingale's hole intently, and sucked the nectar in her flower hole a little greedily.
Nightingale held Roland's head tightly, twisted her body constantly, and tried hard to thrust her butt forward so that he could eat deeper.
Roland served with all his might, completely losing Nightingale in the pleasure of her vagina.
She began to scream in a low voice.
Ah... so comfortable... you licked me so comfortable... Hey, I'm going to die... Ah... Ah... Ah... a little bit inside... Yes... Oh my god, you're so good... Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah...
Every time Roland licked her, she would tremble with her face.Roland accelerated the speed continuously, licking it quickly and quickly. The Nightingale suddenly thrust like a sieve, and the vaginal fluid kept spraying out.
Ah…Ah…Not available…Ah…
Roland poked out a hand and squeezed Nightingale's breasts lightly and quickly.The nightingale arched up and rolled her eyes, her eyes completely dull.
Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
The nightingale gasped and gasped sharply.My legs were clamped tightly, and a large pool of hot vaginal fluid flowed out.
Don't... don't want Ah...
The Nightingale was completely confused by Roland's licking on her tongue.
Her back was against the recliner, and her hands actively pressed her thighs and spread them wide open so that Roland could lick the mouth of her peach pussy with peace of mind.
So Roland's right hand was finally liberated, and she turned to the nightingale's white jade-like abdomen and stroked it, then slid down, crossed the flat and strong abdomen, swept back and forth the lush pubic hair on both sides of the hole, and finally stayed on the high-rise clitoris, touching her soft and thud granulum, and stopped there, gently turning around.
Nightingale shook her whole body and her butt twisted uneasily.She murmured all kinds of unconscious words, no longer able to figure out the east, south, west and north.
Roland sat up, moved his face to the Nightingale, and looked at the beautiful woman below with affectionate feelings.
He leaned his head against the nightingale's ear, and said softly: Baby, I want to have you.
Nightingale's moans became louder: Come on, I want you, I really want you.She clasped Roland's waist with her hands tightly, trying to hold him tightly in her arms.
Roland held Nightingale's plump and perky lips and sucked gently.
The tongue swept back and forth on the lips, licking the woman's fragrance.
Nightingale's lips were very sensitive, and under Roland's teasing, she started to scream loudly.
Roland stood up and quickly cleared out the half-retreated Nightingale's clothes while taking off her clothes.
His thick penis stood tall.
He moved his penis to the front of the nightingale's hole.
The huge glans gently squeezed against the door of the soft flesh hole of the nightingale.
Nightingale twisted uneasyly and moaned loudly. Her hands were holding Roland's waist tightly, and her hips were arching up desperately. Her slender legs were tightly wrapped around Roland's waist.
Roland always felt that Nightingale's lips were very sexy, and her fleshy lips were slightly raised. She always licked her lips with her tongue from time to time. Roland didn't know how many men would be fascinated by her actions.
Nightingale's mouth was always stuffed with all kinds of food, and then stumbled in front of him, sometimes deliberately making a move with food in his mouth and trying to feed him.
This woman with a lip shape has always her very sensitive lips.
Every time Roland saw her lips, she had the urge to swallow it.
Roland's big mouth tightly covered the nightingale's mouth, and his tongue tip was inserted into the nightingale's mouth, sucking without any fatigue.
Nightingale's response was very fierce, chasing Roland's tongue tightly, and the two of them rolled back and forth.
The nightingale's desire was ignited in an instant, and her throat made an unbearable high-pitched sound.
He left Nightingale's lips and kissed her white and straight neck, going down, finally reaching Nightingale's towering chest.
His hands rubbed the nightingale's breasts back and forth, and the pair of plump breasts changed into various shapes under Roland's hands. Roland's tongue was like a dancer, lightly in the nightingale's
The two nipples were jumping back and forth.
Every time he licked hard, Nightingale would arch her whole body like an electric shock, making an unbearable moan in her throat, and she would scream from time to time.
Roland's penis was pressed tightly against Nightingale's vagina.
The soft hole of the nightingale was being rubbed by Roland's glans, and his glans rubbed, squeezed and grinded back and forth on the soft flesh petals.
Nightingale tried hard to arch her body, wanting to suck his penis into the hole.
Her body twisted uneasy, and her throat made a sound unconsciously: Come in quickly, I want you... baby... baby... my highness... love me... I can't stand it anymore... you insert it.
Roland was not in a hurry to get in.
His hands were still working hard on the Nightingale's chest.
Facing the wonderful woman below, he remembered the little things about Nightingale and his past, and repeatedly spared his life to protect himself, letting him know how much the woman below loves her, and Roland also knew that he loved this woman very much. He was determined to immerse her in great joy. She was dying and let her stay on the top of her happy desire.
Under the continuous attack of Roland's hands and mouth, waves of happiness hit the nightingale. She cried faintly, her whole body felt uncomfortable like an ant crawling, and there was infinite numbness, and the vaginal fluid was flowing out one after another.
It flowed all over his hole and poured on Roland's glans.
The thick penis that was still visiting at the door was soaked and greasy.
This flesh hole was fully prepared and was waiting for the stick at the door to come in to dig for treasure hunting.
Roland knew that the time was ripe and no longer hesitated.He lay on the nightingale's ear and said softly: Baby, I'm going in.
The nightingale cried loudly: Hurry, Roland, come in, come in quickly.
Roland, who was invited, started to set out.
His thick penis was fully soaked by the nightingale's vaginal fluid.
He squeezed away the two plump and sexy labia smoothly and leaned in.
The Nightingale's labia is as thick and powerful as his mouth, and it looks particularly fleshy.
Roland watched Nightingale's pussy open like a mouth, swallowing, swallowing his big body.
Nightingale's vagina was tight and fleshy. After the vaginal fluid was fully lubricated, Roland's penis slowly and without any obstacles to spread the flesh walls, deep and deep, until it was deep.
Then he pressed the uterus at the deepest part of the flesh wall, and gently touched it and stopped.
The nightingale shivered as if she was shocked by electric shock.The grinding of the bottom of the flesh wall suddenly numbed the nightingale's whole body. Uh... Woo, she twisted wildly.
Roland began to thrust slowly and vigorously, feeling the great happiness brought to him by the woman beneath him.
He secretly compared the difference between Nightingale and Anna.
As a girl with a talent for fire, Anna looks quiet on the outside but looks like a ball of fire on the inside.
Every time he was under his strong thrust, he could clearly feel that there was a fire-like thing in Anna's vagina burning, and the hot temperature was scorching his penis.
Nightingale is completely different. Her slender and powerful thighs, her perky buttocks and her soft and elastic waist make her whole body full of explosive sportiness.
Roland clearly felt that every inch of the tender flesh of the Nightingale was so tight and elastic.
The flesh wall that was squeezing and kneading his penis gave Roland a strong touch that was different from Anna.
At the same time, Roland could clearly feel the Nightingale's two thick labia sucking it tightly. The flesh wall in the vagina was tight and powerful, sucking tightly, wrapping Roland's penis, full of strength and softness.
While he was fucking.
The glans scraped the flesh wall with the vagina and rubbed hard.
That tight touch and friction brought great joy to him and the Nightingale.
Roland held Nightingale's buttocks tightly with both hands, thrusting her lower body, allowing the firm and standing penis to thrust back and forth in Nightingale's vagina.
Roland gently rubbed and squeezed Nightingale's perky clitoris with her pubic bone, and Nightingale couldn't help but tremble.
Nightingale closed her eyes tightly, her mouth unconsciously opened, her sexy lips slightly opened, and her tongue licked her lips from time to time, like licking wonderful food.
This girl who loves fish fillets is still like eating wonderful food when she has sex.
Nightingale hugged the man on her body with both hands.
He loved this man deeply and thought about having him all the time.
She hugged the man tightly in her arms and thrust her lower body desperately.
Her vagina sucked the man's penis tightly, as if she wanted to eat this man into her stomach.
Roland thrust vigorously and brought her great happiness.Nightingale finally felt deeply that having sex was so comfortable, making people unable to stop.
In fact, witches are extremely sensitive and excited about sex due to their special physique.This was discovered when Nightingale did it with Roland.
Now, Nightingale felt that her love and desire were blended together, and she was enjoying the peak of happiness intently because of the man she loved deeply.
So Nightingale began to moan and moan unrestrainedly. She hugged Roland tightly, thrust her with her man, and let the man's penis keep thrusting into her pussy.
She felt at ease and bold, and without any obstacles, she experienced the beauty of the fusion of lingering.
She liked this feeling so much that she even wished she never stopped.
Nightingale felt Roland's penis thrusting continuously in the flesh hole, and she felt that it seemed to be getting faster and faster and stronger.
Her whole body became hotter and hotter, and the numbness from her lower body became stronger and stronger. She had an illusion that her vagina was constantly opening, becoming bigger and bigger, wanting to accommodate everything.
However, no matter how big or wide your vagina becomes, Roland's one will become bigger and thicker as it becomes, and become stronger and stronger.
The nightingale felt that her body was getting lighter and lighter, and she could float up, and she floated higher and higher, and finally floated above the clouds.
The whole body was numb, as if I had taken anesthetics.
Her mouth screamed unconsciously and roared, unable to remember what she was talking about.
Dear, push it in a little bit, Ah, it feels so comfortable, so comfortable, wuwu... I need you, you need me... Yes, right... grind me.
Alas, I can't do it anymore. I'm going to die. You fuck me, try harder, AhAhAh.
Roland kept thrusting, and his thick penis was squeezed and beaten on the flesh wall.
Nightingale felt her whole body being lifted up, and her man pushed her to the peak after wave. She continued to float in the clouds, unable to feel herself at all, as if she was a kite, flying back and forth in the sky.
Moreover, every time the wind was floating and about to fall, the man would use a cannon-like impact to push her up and fly to a higher place.
Nightingale gasped heavily, and her mouth shouted unconsciously: Oh oh, I feel so comfortable, so comfortable...
She hugged the man in her arms tightly.
Unlimited admiration and infinite tenderness fill your entire body.
She hopes that the man will always thrust here like a machine that never stops, and her lower body will keep blooming in the man's thrust.
Nightingale felt that she could not feel anything. The only thing she felt was the man's penis, like a big stick that became thicker and thicker, stirring and hammering in her vagina.
Every hammer of a man hits his heart rhythmically like a drum beat, dong dong, dong dong.
The drum beats touched the nightingale's whole body, and the nightingale's round and sexy buttocks thrust rhythmically with the drum beats.
Her flower center, which was sucking Roland's glans tightly, trembled rhythmically with the drum beats.
The drum beats of men, like welcoming ancient giants, waiting for something to arrive.
Once, then again, it was like a glass hitting the wall.
Finally, with a snap, desire was shattered like a broken glass.
Nightingale felt that she was broken into countless pieces in an instant, and like a pile of tall sand scattered all over the ground. She turned into countless sands, and her whole body collapsed softly.
A hot spring water gushed out from the deepest part of his lower body.
Nightingale felt Roland's big penis pressing against the deepest part of her vagina, soaking in the gurgling spring.
In a trance, Roland's penis was like an impactor for oil mining in the extreme southern border, knocking open his hard body, and the oil of desire inside his body finally erupted unscrupulously.
Then the nightingale screamed long.She climaxed.
Roland felt her climax, and the hot spring water suddenly filled the nightingale's vagina soaked in her strong and huge penis, making him feel extremely numb and comfortable.
Deep in the orgasm combat witch's vagina, the plump and tight flesh walls stretched and stretched quickly, kneading Roland's penis.
The mouth of the uterus was like a greedy and sexy little mouth, constantly gnawing at his swollen glans, making him moan happily.
Roland gradually slowed down the thrusting of his penis, and finally stopped, pressing his penis tightly against Nightingale's vagina full of vaginal fluid.
Roland hugged the sexy girl under him tightly, and his mouth kissed and licked the nightingale's whole body like a dragonfly.
Finally, his big mouth covered Nightingale's sexy lips and sucked.
The Nightingale reacted extremely enthusiastically, and the two hugged each other intimately, fully enjoying the warmth after the climax.
She gasped gently, her sexy little mouth slightly raised and her eyes were blurred.
The two plump breasts swelled up and down sharply with their breasts.
After a while, Nightingale opened her eyes and saw Roland lying on her, her eyes full of love.
A warm current flashed through her heart, a smile rose from the corner of her mouth, and she made a kiss gesture to Roland's playful nub.
Roland also rewarded a blowing kiss.
Then he thrust his butt twice like a prank, and his penis thrusts with his butt, and he stirred and thrust in Nightingale's vagina again.
Nightingale had just enjoyed orgasm, and her vagina was particularly sensitive. When he moved, she couldn't help but hum. She quickly pressed Roland's butt with both hands tightly to prevent him from making trouble, just wanting it to lie quietly in its flesh hole.
Roland bent down and kissed her face everywhere: Are you feeling comfortable?
Nightingale nodded with a red face. It was so comfortable, it was so comfortable.Now her whole body seems to be disintegrating, and a sense of pleasure that she has never felt before hit her whole body.
Nightingale raised her head and kissed Roland.She has always loved this man deeply, and now she falls in love with the huge love that this man brings to her.
Thinking of this, Nightingale couldn't help but reach out and stroke Roland's butt.
Roland seemed to be aware and stared at the nightingale's nose.
The tip of the nightingale's nose was slightly raised, and as the body gasped, the tip of the nose was slightly inciting.
Roland gently kissed the tip of Nightingale's nose, chuckled at her and said: Well, you were so slutty just now!.
The nightingale blushed and stopped resigning. She looks like a dead person, where do I have it?
No?Roland chuckled, Well, I'll give it a try.So the meat stick that Roland left in the Nightingale's vagina began to twitch like a prank.
Nightingale pursed her lips, and she wanted to hold back the pleasure, but in the end she couldn't hold it back. Finally, Ah screamed.
Roland continued to do bad things and increased the frequency of twitching.The nightingale's screams could not stop at all, and the louder and louder they were, and continued to continue.
Ah, Ah…No.Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Nightingale was completely inconsistent with the foreword and had no idea what she was talking about.
She supported Roland's lower abdomen with both hands, as if she was about to push Roland away, but she became hugging Roland's waist tightly. Feeling the man's powerful psoas muscles, Nightingale's buttocks kept thrusting upwards, actively cooperating with Roland's thrusting.
Roland knew that the slight discomfort that Nightingale had just had after the climax came, and now it has passed.
She is ready to accept a new round of happiness.
So Roland decided not to hesitate and continue his work.
His hands began to rub the Nightingale's breasts restlessly, rubbing them while licking the Nightingale's breasts with his tongue.
Roland's buttocks also began to thrust slowly. As the hips hit, Roland's thick penis moved in the nightingale's vagina and began to hit again.
The vaginal fluid secreted by the afterglow of the nightingale's climax began to increase significantly, flowing out in a gurgling manner.
Nightingale moaned unbearable from her throat.She kept rolling her lower body, hoping to make her vagina and Roland's penis better combine, and cater to the huge pleasure brought to her by the man.
But gradually Nightingale began to be dissatisfied with Roland's actions.The man's slow teasing and thrusting made her feel hungry and thirsty.So Nightingale decided to do it herself to solve the problem.
Nightingale supported her hands and turned her long legs, pressing against Roland, and became the position of Nightingale riding on Roland.
As a top combat witch, Nightingale's control over her body has reached the point of being as she pleases.
After the whole movement, the vagina was still tightly biting Roland's penis. Not only did it not fall off, but it didn't even show any separation.
Nightingale's body was released, so she began to release her powerful explosive power, seeking stronger pleasure for herself and Roland.
She supported Roland's shoulders with both hands and thrust her butt back deeply. This position was inserted deeper, allowing her to feel Roland's penis more clearly, squirming inch by inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch
Nightingale felt it clearly, and the strong sense of fulfillment numbed her lower body. Nightingale's throat made a whimper. Her waist began to move quickly like a high-speed motor. Her hips quickly rose and fell, and her vagina was cleverly holding Roland's tightly in and out quickly.
The waist strength of the female killer is very amazing.
Therefore, when the female killer's buttocks swing violently, the frequency is not something that ordinary people can achieve.
The female killer quickly shook her butt, and her vagina was tightly wrapped around Roland's penis, sucking and vomiting quickly.
The deep sense of insertion and rapid friction made the nightingale cry out comfortably, like crying.
Woo, woo, so comfortable, so comfortable, woo, woo, woo, woo, dying, dying...
Roland lets the Nightingale thrust in her body, and her heart is filled with a strong sense of accomplishment.
Nightingale's plump breasts kept jumping in front of him as the waist swung rapidly.
Roland found it very interesting, so he opened his mouth and quickly grabbed one of the nipples, licked it a few times and gave up, chasing the other nipples, and then chasing and playing back and forth.
He was determined to use his tongue to fight with the Nightingale's two nipples that stood tall because of excitement.
Obviously, in this war, the Nightingale had no chance of winning.After being licked by Roland for a few random licks, Nightingale began to twist her body softly, and her mouth made various unknown moans.
Baby, you are so sexy.Roland joked at Nightingale, "You look at you, you're almost eating me."
Nightingale blushed and decided to ignore the rogue guy who was lying under her and enjoying her but also saying sarcastic words. She was concentrating on using her little mouth below to quickly swallow Roland's.
Seeing that Nightingale died, Roland decided to increase the attack.
So he held up the nightingale's breasts with both hands, rubbed them back and forth with both hands, then pressed the tip of his tongue on his nipples, sucking them one by one, and touched his nipples twice.
The nightingale whined and screamed.Roland smiled proudly: Look, it's so sexy now.
The Nightingale found the evidence conclusive and argued was useless.But she refused to admit it.So she decided to play tricks and give full play to his witch's talent and she became invisible.
Then Roland discovered that the woman who was thrusting rapidly on her was gone.
No, it's not that he's gone, but that he can't see it.
The woman's plump breasts were still in his mouth, but it looked like he took a bite of air.
His hands heard the strong texture of a woman's breasts, but it seemed like she was grabbing something out of thin air.
Roland looked at his lower body and clearly saw his penis moving upwards.
The surface is like being wrapped in something invisible, and it is tightly rubbed, and even deformed.
The glans was flat and protruding, like an invisible little hand pressing.
This invisible but tangible scene made Roland feel extremely strange and awkward.
Roland was amused and crying.
Hello, beauty, you can't play missing Ah like this.I can't even see you, how can I have sex?
The nightingale's proud voice came from the air: I don't care about this, I think this is great.Now you can't see anything?
Roland raised his head. Although he could see nothing, his lips could sense the smooth skin on a woman's neck.
Roland went upwards, and after kissing his lips, he finally found the earlobe. He held it in his mouth and ate it gently.The nightingale started to whine.
Roland chuckled: You can't see it, but you're still very erotic!
Nightingale's sarcastic remarks: You can't even see me, how can you say I'm slutty?I'm not slutty, hum!Oh, AhAhAh Woo
Roland had no choice but to let Nightingale steal the bell, so she had to go there.
He pressed his hands against the Nightingale's waist, and once again groped like a blind man, moving his mouth to the Nightingale's breasts.
He decided to eat Nightingale's breasts in this position.
Roland's sucking and licking made Nightingale feel extremely comfortable, and the small motor on her waist became even more violent.
The feeling of invisibility satisfies the Nightingale.
The habit she has developed over the years is that she can relax and comfort the most when she hides in invisible to others.
She could gallop freely, allowing her vagina to quickly suck and stroke the man's penis, pushing her own comfortable wave forward one after another.
Just like now, she could completely let go of herself without worrying about being seen by Roland's lewd expression.
So she can be even more lewd.More erotic.
Yes, I am just a slut, and I just like to be lazy, what's wrong?Let me slut, I slut without any scruples, oh oh oh, it's so comfortable, it's so numb.
The nightingale indulged in Roland's body, and her hips were shaking faster and faster. Roland's friction violently deep in her body brought her huge pleasure, stacking layer by layer.
Nightingale began to moan unrestrainedly. She was not afraid of Roland's blushing expression now. This stupid guy, he could see nothing.
But this stupid guy is so big and comfortable.The nightingale thought beautifully and felt proudly.
Roland had no choice but to accept the reality of being raped by Air Man. Since he could not resist the rape, then enjoy the rape with peace of mind.
So he closed his eyes and focused on feeling the strong sense of squeezing brought to him by the beautiful vagina.
However, occasionally seeing my cock shaking in the air, I always feel particularly weird.
Roland knew Nightingale so well that she was a carefree girl, but actually a little shy girl.
Only by hiding in the shadow can she completely release herself and enjoy herself.
In order to make the girl completely happy, Roland cooperated more attentively.
His butt was pushed up a few times, allowing his penis to penetrate deeper into Nightingale's body.Then he heard the nightingale's whimpering sound, and his hips swinged faster and faster.
The nightingale shook without any scruples and shouted without any restrictions.
Gradually, the pleasure accumulated deep in the nightingale's vagina began to continue to climb.
The Nightingale began to clearly feel the wonderful numbness of the whole body I felt during orgasm not long ago, and it once again hit her.
Nightingale felt her whole body get hotter and softer.
She began to enter hallucinations, and she felt her mouth below was so hungry and thirsty, and she wanted to eat sausages, huge sausages.
Then Nightingale's mind was full of Roland's huge penis.
She sat down hard, deeply experiencing the feeling of the large sausage full of the vagina.The tightness and fullness from the depths of her lower body made the numbness in her body rise again.
Then she felt her vagina begin to widen again, and her body begins to grow bigger and bigger, as if it spreads from all directions.
It spread to the end, and the warm current deep in the lower abdomen once again surged out. The hot vaginal fluid washed the nightingale's flesh wall. She screamed: I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore, I'm going to die, AhAhAh, I'm going to die... I'm going to die... I'm going to die...
Roland knew that Nightingale was coming again, so he opened his mouth and sucked Nightingale's hard nipples, sure to give him a fatal blow.
The nightingale's scream suddenly increased octave, and then turned into a long Ah sound.
Ahahah ……。
The scream stopped, and the nightingale moon shadow in the air appeared in its true form, slumping on Roland like a pool of mud.
The Nightingale, who entered the climax, could no longer worry about maintaining her invisibility, and just lay on Roland and gasped.
Nightingale felt that she had no strength at all and had no super combat witch style at all.Just come to anyone now, and one finger may push her.
Roland held her tightly in her arms and stroked her back.
Her fingers gently comb the nightingale's wavy blonde hair.
The loving lips rubbed against Nightingale's face, and then kissed on its neck, and finally stopped on Nightingale's sexy lips and kissed it deeply.
Ye Ying responded enthusiastically.
The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, with great satisfaction after orgasm.
He gasped slightly on his chest, his naked and plump breasts leaning against Roland's breasts.
Snuggle tightly in the man's arms.
Don't want to separate at all.
After a long time, Roland stood up.Put the Nightingale flat on the sofa on the other side, then stick out her beautiful legs.He turned around and turned into a position of lying on his back and hugging the nightingale.
Roland's cock was still standing firmly. He straightened Nightingale's round buttocks, slightly supported her left leg with one hand, and then slowly inserted his penis from under Nightingale's buttocks and left it deep in his vagina.
Roland's body was close to the Nightingale, occasionally moving twice, holding the Nightingale's plump breasts in both hands, and gently kneading this.
Continue to caress the nightingale after climax.
Baby, are you satisfied now?Roland said quietly with his mouth pressing against the Nightingale's ear.
Nightingale didn't answer, her eyes narrowed, her mouth was filled with a smile, and she nodded slightly, looking infinitely satisfied.
Yes, she was already very satisfied.
……
The process of entering the dream is still very familiar. When he opened his eyes, the date was still frozen. Although the two times had been apart for more than a month, the surrounding scenes did not change at all. A photo of the trainee on the bedside table seemed to have just returned from the headquarters of the Martial Arts Association.
Roland took out his phone, flipped into the number column of Carcia, and pressed the dial button.
The phone was connected quickly, and a uniform and light gasping sound came from the microphone. Hello?
He looked out the window, and a trace of whiteness appeared in the sky. Are you practicing in the morning?
If you know, don’t talk nonsense. Jiasia’s tone is still so disgusting, but compared to before, there is at least no cold feeling of keeping people thousands of miles away. Is there anything wrong?
Well, I have a question to talk to you, how is it now?I'll come to you right away and invite you to breakfast by the way.
So urgent?The other party was silent for a moment, then you get down, I'm in this alley in front of the tube building.
wait for me.Roland hung up the phone, put on his clothes as fast as possible, and rushed out of the room.
When passing by the living room, he saw Jailo, who was dressed in disheveled clothes and had a sleepy face.
The latter obviously had just gotten up from the bed, and his wrinkled pajamas slid down to one side, revealing half of his white and tender shoulders, and under his feet was a pair of large-sized men's slippers, undoubtedly his.
He held his forehead and shook his head, and had to stop, turn around and help the little girl tidy up her collar.
Mud and wait... I'll go to boil the water under later... Jieluo said vaguely.
No, I will bring breakfast to you later, just wash and wait for food.Roland patted her head and pushed her into the bathroom before hurried out.
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